Плоть лотоса / Flesh of the Lotus (1971)

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Flesh of the Lotus
(1971)

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James Bond on screen displayed marked improvement from his DR. NO debut to the followup FROM Russia WITH LOVE, arguably the best ever in the series. Private dick JOHNNY WADD had the sophomore blues with his clunky second entry FLESH OF THE LOTUS. Filmmaker Bob Chinn was already coasting, regurgitating stock elements which were to recur in later editions of the dozen or so popular porn series. But the cast and story this time are for the birds. Vaguely oriental setting and mood are created in the opener, where blonde Sheila is masturbating, wearing an Eastern robe, on what appears to be a junk in the harbor. She's smoking a long opium pipe and uses a large dildo to pleasure herself, when Chinn himself steps in to slit her throat. We don't see the cut or blood (at this point), and it's clear Chinn took the role less from ego-tripping than to save on an actor's salary. Wadd, wearing his trademark buff-colored Panama hat, arrives at Sheila's apartment to investigate the murder, and now she's covered in blood. He deduces that she was murdered elsewhere and moved here, and takes on the case for Jim Alexander, a friend of hers. Sheila was a junkie, and it appears the murder was drug-related. A flashback shows her a year ago in happier times, shtupping Wadd. The unknown bleached-blonde performer playing Sheila likes to giggle (John Holmes as Wadd even remarks on this fact as part of his narration), and is okay in the sex department. Chinn reverts to his normal piracy with dramatic music lifted from Ennio Morricone's THE GOOD, THE BAD AND THE UGLY playing during Holmes' money shot. He uses the same musical cues in the next Wadd feature THE BLONDE IN BLACK LACE, also drawing from Morricone's FOR A FEW DOLLARS MORE. Alexander suggests he visit a lesbian, Billy Mae Randall, to get further info about Sheila's recent doings, and Wadd drives his Porsche over to her pad. Billy Mae is played by a nondescript MILF with horrendously fake eyelashes, but okay nipples. She shows Wadd her preference by masturbating with a double-dong dildo, but the Waddster will have none of that, disrobing to show her the real thing. Billy Mae acquiesces to give John a try, though she finds it difficult to ride his soft-soft member. After another money shot, she suggests he question another friend of Sheila's. Wadd visits Suzie, played by lovely Andy Bellamy who was impressive in the first JOHNNY WADD feature but wasted here. She's wearing a beaded neck collar in place of her trademark cameo choker. Andy recalls in flashback a scene of her humping Alexander in order to pay (in trade) for drugs he was pushing and she couldn't pay for. He (unaccountably) tells her in this flashback of an upcoming $500,000 opium deal he's involved with alongside Sheila. Holmes heads back to Sheila's place, where Alexander is searching the bedroom suspiciously. After sucker-punching Jim, Wadd finds a ring which he recognizes belongs to the secret Lotus Society, so he heads to Chinatown to follow the drug trail. SPOILER ALERT: After a cheapo montage of building facades in Chinatown, Chinn reappears, walking to a residential neighborhood, where Wadd tracks him on foot. Slipshod script doesn't establish how Wadd figures he's a person of interest -the viewer has to take this on faith. When they finally confront each other, Chinn stages one of his worst backyard-movie fight scenes with Wadd trading punches and karate chops (that miss by several feet) with his cinematic mentor, until Alexander suddenly appears and shoots Chinn, saving Wadd from Chinn's just-pulled dagger. This non-climax is followed by a very corny voice-over ending, shots of waves crashing on the shore (moody, man!) as he narrates, lamenting that Sheila is only remembered by a newspaper blurb about "an unidentified female drug addict who probably committed suicide". Chinn reprised virtually the identical ending for TELL THEM JOHNNY WADD IS HERE five years later. With Bellamy wasted -not even having sex with Holmes, and the other two women nondescript no-namers, FLESH OF THE LOTUS is deficient where it counts, in the sexual stimulation department. Its uninteresting script and weak execution smack of a 1-day wonder, ending up as filler reissued randomly on Vol. 149 of Something Weird's Dragon Art Theatre series. The VCX DVD edition runs 8 minutes longer than SWV, but plays as if it's identical, because all the scenes are there in both, but the sex footage runs longer. The VCX video box has a photo of Annette Haven (in oriental garb) on the cover and fraudulently trumpets her appearance in the film, but she's not in it. She was underage in 1971 when it was shot and her career did not begin until two years later.

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Intro

01:10

Contrition

03:52

I will inflict this pain on myself
I will inflict this pain on myself
I will not let you hurt me
I do this because
I don't want to hear you say you're sorry
Don't want to hear you say you're sorry
This is my own fucking fault
OH
You have no control over me
Before
Before that happens
The caretaker will be... putting me into the dirt
The caretaker will be... putting me into the dirt
The caretaker will be... putting me into the dirt
Before that happens I will be
Pushing up DAISIES
From now on... you will see me suffer
I will let you watch me waste away
I
Will let you watch
Me waste away
This will take from the life I'm given
This will be my lifetime story
This will take from the life I'm given
This is the end
Of all misery
This is
The end of
Helplessness
This is the end of hopelessness

Dissipation

03:48

As I begin to become untangled..
She's got her grip on me again..
As I begin to become untangled..

Why do I let, her in my head..
I know that she's, out to get me..
And I keep letting her the fuck in..
Each time she failed me..

And I continue obsessing..
Fucking obsessing..
She takes all of who I used to be..

She seeps into my mind..
Just like the blood, in my veins..
Just like the blood, in my veins..

Next thing I know, I'm enthralled again..
She eats at my being..
As I weep..

She eats away, at my being..
My being..

She makes me feel as though I need her..
When she takes over, there is no stopping her..

She's brought me..
To my knees..
Time and time again..

I am in her throes again..
As I weep..
She's made me..
Bow to her, time and time again..

Stranglehold

04:30

I just can't seem to get..
This shit, out of my head..
Mindless, self-indulgence..

It seems as though..
And it appears to be..
That this will always have..
A fucking grip on me..

That this will always have..
A fucking grip on me..
A stranglehold..
A fucking stranglehold..

It sucks the life, right out of me..
Takes everything, with no remorse..
It eats away, at all my thoughts..
It eats at me, with so much force..

I can't get this shit..
Out of my fucking head..
I can't get this shit..
Out of my fucking head..

Cretinous..
Self-absorbed..
Debauchery..

Cretinous, self-absorbed, debauchery..

And it cuts me, so fucking deep..
Into the annals, of my happiness..
Indiscriminately..
It cuts me, so fucking deep..
I give my victims, a sense of comfortability..
So that they can, come with me...willingly..

I make up these liquid fabrications..
Filled with these medications..

I lure them in, and I make them feel worthy..
And by, the end of the night..

I devoid them of, everything, that they seem to be..
And I take, (take)..
oh yes I take..(take)..
Advantage of them..
I take advantage of them..
immediately..

I worship their bodies..
And I begin, to dismember them..

Through my afflictions..
I rid myself, of these torments..
I rid myself, of these torments..

Detaching their limbs..
Saving them for pleasure..
Glancing down..
I witness, my..
My new treasure..

Human Error

02:22

Am I living in a nightmare..
Or is this really a dream..
My eyes are open..
And I can see..
But none of this, real to me..

I walk around..
Taking in my surroundings..

Everything..
And everyone..
Is so, fucking disgusting..

Everything, and everyone..
Is so fucking disgusting..

This is my own hell..
This is my own hell..

I cannot escape..
I cannot break loose..
I cannot escape..
I cannot break free..

I've awaken from this nightmare..
Only to realize, it wasn't a dream..

Abductor (feat. Stephen Mashburn & Joe Cantamessa)

03:57

You have taken, for granted..
This life of, excellence..
Raping and usurping..
All of the innocence..
From the innocents..

Disfigured archetypes..

This must fucking cease..
Must be brought to a standstill..

You're an expropriator..
You're an expropriator..
You're an expropriator..
You're an expropriator..

This is becoming sickening..
And quite frankly..

I hope it eats at you..
Subjectively..
You keep on destroying..
With your pestilence..
You're so displeasing..
Full of senselessness..

You've run, your course now..
For far too fucking long..
This must, fucking cease..
Must be brought to a standstill..

They overwhelm us..
They overrun us..

They overwhelm us..
They overrun us..
They are the subduer..

Junkie (feat. Nikoli Giranda)

02:32

More and more
I'm feeling less important
And in the end
It's my own misfortune
As these conflicts come
They'll surely fucking go
And I will bury them
Down below

I won't allow them
To snowball and fester
I have before
It's always a disaster
Disaster
Torn... tattered
Ripped apart at the seams
Sometimes life
Is exactly as it seems
Discorded... conflicted
This is exactly
What I have depicted

Hopeless
Despondent
A disparaged life
At times it's filled with strife
Always under... this fucking duress
I am grievous and harrowed
By the demons... inside of me
I would do anything... anything
To get myself... outside of me

Torment Ridden (feat. Clayton Meade)

03:35

Torment ridden..
From within my fucking head..
Torment ridden..
The only thing I see is dread..
Torment ridden..
From within my fucking head..
Torment ridden..
The only thing I see is dread..

Take a step back..
Tell me what you see..
And then let me know..
If you believe in me..
I have been down, for so long..

It's hard to see the forest, through the trees..

I know there's beauty, I just can't see it..
I know there's beauty, I just can't see it..

But there will come a day..
When I..
Perceive it..

My brain, my brain it rots..
From the inside out..
These thoughts [these thoughts]..
Are something I can live without..

Someone put a hole..

Sometimes..
I wish..
I wish I were dead..

Torment ridden..
From within my fucking head..
Torment ridden..
The only thing I see is dread..

So far..
I've driven myself into this hell..
These thoughts..
Are where my mind always fucking dwells..
Walk with me through the torment and the..
Pain..

Boundless

05:05

When will you stop listening
To the ideas in your head
If you keep on doing your will
You will end up dead
Your mind... has been corrupted
Through the conception of your life
And you... will keep sinking
Until you fucking make things right

You are faithless
No vitality
You are feign
No spirituality
So insecure
So self righteous
Your period of existence
It is so finite
In all your... permanence
There's no fucking light
Are you afraid... to give up control
Are you afraid... of what others may think

For the time being
Temporarily
You need to let go
Of your past reality
You need to expiate
So you can extirpate
Your whole character
And why you seem so vague
You must rectify
All of your mistakes

Allow something... to lead you in the right direction
God, the cosmos... make yourself in that reflection
Never seeming to... want to change for the better

You are faithless
You are pious
You are so feign
No vitality
You are faithless
You are pious
You are so feign
No vitality
Until then
You'll be in a living hell
In your mind
Is where you'll constantly dwell

Outro

01:46

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